Doing things with my parents often has promise of memorable moments. The latest moment was shopping. Not just normal everyday shopping, we went shopping for boots. Not for me I have two pair, the boots were for my parents.
The idea was to get my Dad a pair of cowboy boots. He had some when my parents married and he wore them for a long time. I have no idea what happened to them only that he no longer had any. He used to wear them Square Dancing and for other stuff as well. So off we go to Sheplers to look at boots. Dad finds a pair that fit right for him and then we corner the sales guy for help with socks. Not my idea, Mom’s. So we get the low down on how the boots should fit, how to know that they are just right and I find out I should let rotate mine so they can air/dry out properly. humph. Mom sends Dad off with sales guy to find jeans that fit while she goes searching for him a shirt. No success on the shirt. Success on properly fitting jeans so they got two pair.
Now it’s time to see about a pair of boots for Mom.
Well that was a challenge. She can’t wear the women’s boots because they aren’t wide enough unless she goes up to a size that is so too big they slip and slide on her heal like nobody’s business. She tried on points and not so points and even some square toed boots. I don’t think we got her to try the really rounded toe boots. It was funny. Watching her bend over and pull up the boots. Dad took mercy on her and found some boot hooks, I think that’s what they’re called. So she can hook them over the loops to help pull up the boots without having to bend over too far. She thought these things just great. Ok, I admit, sometimes it’s just way too far to the floor. After splitting a gut watching her get in and out of boots in the women’s section we hobble, one shoe off fashion back down to the men’s boots. She tries on a couple pair that still either don’t fit or aren’t comfortable. She even tried on the really cool looking ones. Uh, nope. So I find her this worn in leather, floppy style boot with a slightly rounded toe.
Mom’s reaction to these boots was that they weren’t very pretty and she figured the way she was going, they would turn out to be the ones that fit and felt good. Yep, they were. And just because she complained we had her try on the ones with red flames and even the biker ones. So she puts on these not so pretty boots and starts trying to walk. I busted the other gut. I laughed so hard I was almost crying. She wasn’t walking, she was trying to skate on the carpet. The boots have leather soles. For those that may not have worn shoes or boots with leather soles they are super slick until you get them good and scuffed up. Mom is skating on the carpet in these, ‘not so pretty’ boots and her pants are too short and she’s got her arms out to keep her balance. It was funny. So finally I try to get her to stroll on the non-carpet floor. This gets a little better. Now she got Dad to dance with her and then she relaxed a little.
Mom bought the not so pretty boots. She wore them the next day. She things they are a better investment than a gym membership because she got quite a workout wearing them for two hours. She did get some longer pants so they don’t look as strange, or so she says.
Cheers
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